postal service makes me happy

i went to stomping grounds tonight for a quiet time so i could visit christy while she was working. i was looking back through my journal and i found this excerpt that i had written down while i was reading captivating "we feel unseen, even by those who are closest to us. we feel unsought-that no one has the courage to pursue us, to get past our messiness to find the woman deep inside. and we feel uncertain-unceratin what it truly means to be feminine, uncertain if we are or ever will be."
it seems like this is a good description of how a lot of women i know feel at least on some level. i have been trying to work on thinking with more visually stimulating words. something that clearly paints a picture of the emotion or thought i am trying to get across. i am not very good at it. i really like how this excerpt is worded because it just does a really good job of getting the point across.